Param Aggarwal writes here.

There was a promise of better times,
a promise of brighter hours,
a promise of an easier life,
a promise of satisfaction.

The promise was kept,
the dreams reached,
the wants gained,
the desires fulfilled.

And then the stars seemed brighter,
the wind seemed cooler,
the moon seemed whiter,
the heart seemed happier.

But it was just another night.
Again.
And there was another promise.
Again.